Ramblings of a Wandering Luney

To my great dismay, my stupid computer that hates me very much is not letting me on the internet. The strange thing is, it is letting me IM. So...my sweet friend Krysten is posting this for me. Give her a big hug if you see her. I'm not going to post anything other than poetry though, so I hope you enjoy the poems.

"My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear;
And let thy gentle fingers fling.
Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear.
That sound shall charm it forth again:
If in these eyes there lurk a tear,
'Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain.
But bid the strain be wild and deep,
Nor let thy notes of joy be first:
I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep,
Or else this heavy heart will burst,
For it hath been by sorrow nursed,
And ached in sleepless silence, long,
And now 'tis doomed to know the worst,
And break at once - or yield to song."

~Lord Byron "My Soul is Dark"

And so as not to leave you hanging, here is the second section of Hollow Men. (And Krysten, I'm sorry if I'm boring you.)

"Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the winds singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.
Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer-
No that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom."

~T. S. Elliot

That's it =-)